Granite grandeur draped in snow, soft whisper falls, clear water fl… No hand extends to measure time, no cares ascend, no worries find. For purpose fades into the still,

Oh, why so many dreams bestowed in young and tender years, fall into drifting dust decay then sadly disappear. Are dreams to blame for broken hea…

Why should I try to make sense of… when thus far all endeavors have f… Why should I struggle to win in t… when each chance that I’ve had I’… What can I make of the pieces tha…

Standing at the mirror someone I no longer know. Standing there, staring back, looking all alone. Says he wants to be like me

In the middle of life there’s a mo… Reminiscing, regretting, “Is ther… Looking out in both ways from the… as I tumble and shrink to an infin… For I know forever has no end of…

How long can rolling waters stay impure in their decree? How long can all the world behold the many signs they see, and not consider what is meant,

I thought to change one hair tonig… from white to black, atop my head. It seemed a try would be alright while lying here upon my bed. I called out to the powers that be

Standing here tonight. I’m tied to this, emotionless, looking at the sky. A million diamonds shine,

One struggles beneath the ever-bea… One rises up in revolution, wantin… One gives his life a soldier so th… One celebrates in freedom as they… One starts his life from nothing b…

I used to have a reason to get up and fight for truth. I used to have light in my eyes to know I’d be with you. I used to have a lot of things

Once a man of old age sat beside m… And I listened and nodded polite. He spoke of a difficult life long… Days of hard work and hardship and… He told me how little they had to…

In a world full of people so lost in the fight I’ve not met another like you, who midst all the crowd stands out in the night...

Seasons change as years go by, winter’s cold and summer dry. Life is hard in many ways, yet rings are formed as seasons ch… So, although not but bark we see,

There’s less than two hours to walk in the sand. To sail the wide oceans and see foreign lands. There’s less than two hours

There’s a heart that beats and a clock that chimes. Moments pass as they both keep tim… Opportunities lost again. Words don’t flow from an idle pen.